week 4

[refactor]

[ so eventually after they've probably stopped yelling at each other, maybe?? Jack will at least agree to go to whichever of their rooms Clover prefers, since he's not always a total dick. Just, you know. Usually. But he still has words, since he's not exactly any happier about this than Clover is. ]

Okay, so— Think we can both agree this is crap. So let's just get it out of the way, and you and me, kiddo? We can pretend this never, ever happened.

[ Because, seriously, this is weird for him. Being handcuffed to someone even under normal circumstances is pretty strange, but there are times where his age difference feels especially marked, and this is one of them. However, that's also awkward, so he's not going to bring it up.

Basically, this sucks, fuck you Alice. ]

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[socloverit]

[There's a tiny victorious smirk when he backtracks from the nickname nonsense that fades fast when she realizes she has gotten way more involved in this weapons thing than she meant to. The injection gun isn't even hers, she just kinda found it, why can't there be something in between "get rid of the horrifying poison gun forever" and "that's rad as hell and I want to know how it's made because there's totally a market for it," she doesn't ask for a lot.

She squints at the gun and pulls a face at the prospect of liquefied organs, because gross. Not that tubocurarine is an especially fun way to go or she has any place to judge because of it but still.]

Um. I'm glad this is weapons-judgement-free-zone and all, but that probably counts as touching my stuff, and I'm still making not doing that a rule.

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[ He makes a dismissive pfft noise, but he nods regardless. ]

Yeah... Yeah, okay, if you insist.

[ Jack, don't sound so disappointed? Of course you're not allowed to touch the mega poison gun.

He starts to cross his arms, but again forgets since the gesture is so natural to him, and he ends up sighing and shaking his head. This is so irritating, and he hates Alice for doing this to him? Rude as fuck. ]

But, fine, got it, no touching. I'll say "same," but honestly there's not much I'll be that mad about. It's pretty much just the gun.

[socloverit]

[Definitely don't sound so disappointed?? She's already trying to figure out where the best places to keep the poison gun hidden are should she make the mistake of deciding to have it anywhere that isn't directly on her person.

She's tugging her hand back when he tries to cross his arms this time, though.] Stop that. [This is gonna just be constant for the next few days, huh.]

Oh, anyway, before I forget, I usually get dinner with my brother, so I guess that's just a party now [not even waiting for an answer to that she's just decided it's happening apparently] but Rhys definitely isn't invited, like, no matter how whiny he gets. By the way, I hope you're not an early bird because I am soooo far from a morning person. Actually, we're both gonna be way happier if no conversations happen until I have coffee. And, um... I feel like I'm forgetting something. It'll come to me.

[she's such a diva. it's going to be a rough few days]

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[ Jack laughs, and he nods ]

Dinner? Yeah, yeah, that's fine. I'm not gonna say you can't eat with your brother just because we're cuffed together.

[ But, as for the rest of it? That gets Jack to pause. ]

Uhh, but. Definitely a morning person. Kind of used to waking up super early, but I can... try not to? I dunno. I'm used to it. But I'll at least take care of coffee if that's needed.